The true confessions of a street hustler.
I work in the day but at night am another person. I have to beg to survive or sometimes i do runs. If i don't do this, the next option for me is to prostitute. I have No one to help. I hate this lifestyle but my paycheck can't take care of me cos i stay alone in a big city. I have to pay rent, buy food etc. Am from a poor home. Till date my mum is still suffering. My dad is a pensioner but he doesn't care about my mum and us the children. Instead he spends it on younger ladies. Deep down in my heart i resent my dad and men in general. I want to further my school. I pray God sends an Angel...... Am telling you street life is tough in the big city. But is all about surviving!!!